As soon as he finished speaking, the green-robed man's neck made a clear sound of bone cracking. Immediately, his whole body fell slowly, and the bamboo flute in his hand fell to the grass.

With a "click" sound, the bamboo flute was trampled into powder by Old Man Wen.

"You actually dare to threaten me."

Old Man Wen flicked his sleeves and robe, turned around and stared at the disciples of the aristocratic families, with a hint of confusion in his eyes, and asked, "Yuanlong, what on earth is going on?"

Wen Yuanlong completely ignored the pain in his body, limped, came to Old Man Wen, knelt down on his knees, and cried out.

"Ancestor, they, they" Wen Yuanlong choked with sobs, pointed at the corpse on the ground, then pointed at himself, and sobbed, "The monks from the Nan'an Palace have controlled many people, and they forced us to take poison."

There were six or seven children from aristocratic families beside him. They all looked happy to have survived the disaster. They all stood respectfully on one side and bowed in salute.

Old Man Wen glanced at everyone, his eyes finally fell on his own children, and said coldly, "Don't lose the dignity of our Wen family. Get up and answer."

Wen Yuanlong heard this and quickly stood up from the grass. He had never had the opportunity to see his ancestor before, and he did not expect that he would be saved by his ancestor when he entered the forbidden place.

The look on his face became more humble, and he recalled, "I and several other worldly brothers met in a dense forest, and we all went together to hunt for treasures. After walking for more than half an hour, we met a group of monks from Nan'an Prince's Palace."

"This group of monks also includes some children from aristocratic families. Because we were negligent, we didn't expect them to attack secretly. Fortunately, our ancestors took action, otherwise..."

Wen Yuanlong had no shame to continue talking. He was also one of the people who were threatened. In order to survive, he was planning to cooperate with the monks from Nan'an Palace to find the next batch of children of the aristocratic family.

"What about you?" Old Man Wen had an unkind look and glanced coldly at the other children of the aristocratic families.

A few of them met Old Man Wen's sharp eyes and quickly lowered their heads, not daring to say a word.

The children of the aristocratic families who usually held high arrogance in Jinling City were now like quails, well-behaved and obedient.

Several people hesitated, not daring to reply, and finally looked at Wen Yuanlong with pleading eyes.

In desperation, Wen Yuanlong could only continue to plead guilty, "Ancestor, it's all our incompetence, please punish us."

Old Man Wen stopped paying attention to a few people and thought about taking these little guys out of the forbidden place as soon as possible. Before, he thought about letting them leave on their own, but now that the Nan'an Palace has intervened, he can only take everyone with him.

As for the fact that the poison was planted in their bodies, he would personally go to the Poison Lord to get an explanation. Does the Nan'an Palace really think that these old guys are dead?

Old Man Wen looked into the depths of the dense forest with dark eyes, and said coldly, "Just come with me to find the others. Whether they are children of aristocratic families or monks from Nan'an Prince's Palace, let them all come to meet me."

"As you command!"

As if they had been granted amnesty, several people breathed a long sigh of relief, and their slumped shoulders straightened up again. They immediately flew in different directions, and once they found other people, they immediately gathered them together.

With the strength of the great monk, Old Man Wen flew extremely fast before. Now he has to take care of the children of the aristocratic family, so he can only let them search everywhere. As long as they do not break away from the control, the advantage of large numbers can make up for the lack of speed.

In less than half a day, there were already hundreds of people gathered around Old Man Wen, some of whom were monks from Nan'an Palace.

Meeting the disciples of the aristocratic family, the monks looked excited, thinking they had found another prey.

And when a powerful force of energy swept out from behind the crowd, many monks looked horrified. There was actually a great monk among this group of disciples from aristocratic families.

Under the interception of a group of disciples from aristocratic families, the monks from Nan'an Prince's Palace could only surrender. It was better to be captured alive than to be shot to death by Old Man Wen.

...

Next to the sinkhole, a white light curtain blocked the way for all people.

Fu Sixuan leaned against a giant tree at the edge, breathing heavily.

She had been running away for an unknown amount of time, and not a single bit of Qi was left in her body. Even the Qi in the Cyclone Acupoint had been squeezed clean by her.

At this time, she no longer cared about hiding her aura.

There was already a desperate situation ahead, and as soon as a branch and leaf was thrown into it, it instantly turned into nothingness.

On the side, there were only two monks left. The rest of the team were killed by her endless tricks on the way to capture Fu Sixuan.

Women are the best at making use of themselves, especially beautiful women. If they take advantage of themselves, who would not fall for it?

Under the temptation of the beauty trap, several people in the team almost started fighting among themselves. If the two surviving monks were not stronger, they might also have been poisoned.

"Miss Fu San, I didn't expect you to be such an insidious and cunning person. If we brothers hadn't been more determined, we would have fallen into your trap."

A young monk spat out a mouthful of blood and rubbed his painful shoulder. This was because he was punched by his accomplice in order to save him.

"What? You don't dare to chase me anymore?" Fu Sixuan's messy hair covered most of her oval face, and her pitiful appearance made people feel pity for her.

"I really didn't expect that the third young lady of the Fu family would carry poison with her, or that kind of poison." Another young monk bowed, leaning against a thick tree trunk, and stared at the surroundings vigilantly.

If it were before, when there was still Qi in his body, he wouldn't be afraid of taking drugs.

But now that the energy in his body has been exhausted, ordinary drugs can make him lose consciousness, let alone the one specially prepared by Fu Sixuan.

"I want you to take care of it!" Fu Sixuan's beautiful eyes flashed with murderous intent. She rubbed her right hand in her arrow sleeve for a moment, and her body froze subconsciously.

Fortunately, she covered it up in time. She raised her hand to smooth the messy hair on her temples and wiped away the sweat from her palms. "Since you can't catch me, why bother wasting your time here. You might as well..."

She was only halfway through her proposal when a strong gust of wind hit her. Her body staggered and flew out, falling to the edge of the sinkhole. The corner of her sleeve was already submerged in the white light curtain.

Fu Sixuan was horrified to see the corner of her sleeves melting away at a speed visible to the naked eye. She didn't know what this white light curtain was, but she was absolutely sure that once a person entered the white light curtain, he would definitely be dead.

"You! Fu Zhenyang!" Fu Sixuan raised her head, her eyes filled with cold light, staring straight at the young man emerging from the shadows, who was a descendant of their Fu family.

She had been wary of the two monks from Nan'an Palace and ignored Fu Zhenyang. She did not expect that her own disciples would take action against her.

Fu Zhenyang snorted coldly, "Miss Third, I didn't expect you to be here today."

The young monk from Nan'an Prince's Palace was happy and gave Fu Zhenyang an approving look, but his words were cold. "What nonsense are you talking about? Catch her! We can't let her run away again!"

Even though Fu Zhenyang felt 10,000 dissatisfactions in his heart, he still showed a humble smile on his face. He stepped forward slowly and walked towards Fu Sixuan at the edge of the sinkhole little by little.

His intuition told him that the white light curtain next to Fu Sixuan was dangerous, but there were two monks from the Nan'an Palace watching behind him. One of them still held a bamboo flute in his hand. If he didn't obey the order, he would definitely experience the poisonous insect biting the bones again.

pain.

At this time, he had no ability to refuse or resist. He was controlled by the Gu and could only be at the mercy of others.

"Third Miss, please be considerate of me. I have been poisoned. If I can't take you back, I will die."

"In order for me to live a good life, I have no choice but to wrong you."

"Third Miss, don't be impulsive! Don't be impulsive!" Fu Zhenyang saw Fu Sixuan moving towards the white light curtain of the tiankeng and hurriedly raised his voice.

"Is there anything that is not more important than living? You are the third young lady of the Fu family, and I am just a humble member of the family. We all want to live. Don't you think about the future?"

"Future? Survive?"

Fu Sixuan rested her arms on the ground, clenched her left hand tightly into a fist, and her hair was spread over her shoulders. She looked very embarrassed, without the beauty of the past.

Who would have thought that one day, Fu Sixuan, the third young lady of the Fu family and one of the Twelve Beauties of Jinling, would be plotted against by his own children.

In order not to be insulted, Fu Sixuan's eyes were full of mist and ripples, wondering if she regretted coming to this forbidden place.

Seeing Fu Zhenyang getting closer and closer, she sobbed harder.

Thinking that Fu Sixuan had finally let down his guard, Fu Zhenyang flew forward, grabbed Fu Sixuan's arm, and tried to pull her back.

When the two monks from Nan'an Prince's Palace saw this, they both showed a look of sadness, and finally caught him.

They did not disappoint their master, and the next moment, their pupils suddenly shrank.

The moment Fu Zhenyang grabbed Fu Sixuan's arm, Fu Sixuan stood up suddenly. His right arm, which was originally propped on the ground, appeared at Fu Zhenyang's side and slapped Fu Zhenyang's left arm hard with his palm.

Fu Zhenyang's right hand just touched Fu Sixuan's arm, and his whole body was knocked away by this huge force, rushing towards the white light curtain that was very close at hand.

Before he could even scream, Fu Zhenyang was swallowed up bit by bit by the white light curtain in front of the three people's eyes, leaving no trace of flesh and blood.

"What exactly is this!"

The two monks from Nan'an Palace quickly took a few steps back, hiding behind the ancient tree in the sky, staring blankly at the place where Fu Zhenyang disappeared.

Fu Sixuan looked horrified. She was almost zero distance away from the white light curtain. Even though she was very close, if she went a little deeper, she would turn into nothingness just like Fu Zhenyang.

Her body trembled, and she subconsciously wanted to stay away, but she was defeated by her own reason.

Fu Sixuan stood tightly beside the white light curtain. This was now her place of death and her chance to live.

"What other methods do you have? Use them as soon as possible!"

Fu Sixuan restrained her mind and did not have any emotional fluctuations due to the death of a child of the Fu family. She smoothed her messy hair from the corner of her eyes and looked contemptuously at the two people hiding behind the ancient tree in the sky.

The two royal monks looked at each other and saw fear in each other's eyes.

What exactly is a white light curtain?

The two of them looked back at the dense woods. Countless small rays of light penetrated into the thorny jungle, and they both trembled.

This is not a chance, this is their burial place.

The two of them no longer dared to think about Prince Nan'an's instructions. Even if they lost the rest of the team, they only had one thought now, which was to return as soon as possible.

That white light curtain is so scary.

And the countless tiny lights in the dense forest might have something to do with the white light curtain. The two of them looked at Fu Sixuan warily, as if they were looking at the white light curtain that was almost integrated with Fu Sixuan.
Chapter completed!